Shen Ci looked in puzzlement at the medicine bottles and magical artifacts in Shen Mumu's and Shen Li's hands. Shen Li quietly explained where these treasures had come from.
"Elder brother, just how powerful are you now? You're becoming more and more impossible for us to fathom," Shen Ci said in admiration after hearing his explanation.
"The Divine Land stretches on without end, and its extraordinary people are beyond counting. With my modest cultivation, I can only make something of a name for myself within a prefecture or province. Who knows how many people in the Great Tang Dynasty are stronger than me? Beyond Great Tang, I'm even more insignificant." Not wanting Shen Ci and the others to grow arrogant because of him, Shen Luo deliberately downplayed his strength.
At these words, a trace of shock and fear flashed through Shen Ci's eyes.
Having made little progress in cultivation over the years, he had devoted himself diligently to managing the Shen family's business and had long since developed a cautious, meticulous disposition. Hearing how vast and dangerous the world of immortal cultivation was, he could not help feeling afraid.
Shen Mumu, however, was not frightened. Her bright eyes sparkled, and she yearned all the more for the world of immortal cultivation beyond their home.
"Shen Li, we've been in here too long. Go out and attend to the guests. Don't neglect them," Shen Ci said to Shen Li beside him, quickly regaining his composure.
Although Shen Li wanted to stay and hear Shen Luo tell them more about the outside world, he dared not disobey Shen Ci. He took his leave.
Shen Luo and the others did not linger there either. They went to the ancestral hall to pay their respects to Shen Yuange and their second mother.
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